The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 812 Fuwei
"I'm here to get something."

"May I ask who you are?"

On the East Gate Street of Fuzhou Prefecture, the bluestone pavement stretches straight out, leading directly to the East Gate. This place is well-connected, connecting land and water, and is a gathering place for merchants from the north and south, as well as a gathering place for escorts from the southeast. In front of a large house with five courtyards on the east side, two stone altars stand on each of the two two-meter-high flagpoles, with flags flying on top. On the left flag, a black dragon with bared fangs and claws, a mighty look, is embroidered with yellow silk thread. The flag flutters in the wind, making the black dragon look lifelike. On the left flag, the four black characters "Fuwei Escort Agency" are embroidered. The mansion's vermilion lacquer gate is decorated with gleaming copper nails the size of teacups. A plaque above the door reads "Fuwei Escort Agency" in four large gold-lacquered characters, with two small characters "Head Office" written horizontally below.

At this time, the vermilion lacquered door was wide open, and two rows of men in tight-fitting clothes sat on the benches behind the door. They all stood straight with weapons hanging from their waists, and all looked at the three fast horses that appeared at the door.

The chief escort was negotiating with the newcomer when he saw a man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and some blood stains on his body and face.

"I am from the capital, my surname is Shen and my name is Lian. This is Master Qi, and this is Master Huai. The three of us, master and servant, have traveled all the way from the capital to Fuzhou to pick up something from your escort agency."

Lin Zhennan looked at the "Beijing native Shen Lian" in front of him, then looked at the Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand, his eyes constantly changing.

"Please forgive me, this is just an escort agency, not an inn or a pawnshop. We don't store any painted bricks. You three have come from afar, so please finish this cup of tea and go somewhere else. The escort agency is busy, so I'm sorry I can't serve you..."

Before Lin Zhennan finished speaking, someone said coldly:

"This is a serious matter, Captain Lin. If you don't hand over the things, tens of millions of lives will be at stake, and your Fuwei Escort Agency may not be able to continue operating."

When he turned around, it was the Master Qi that Shen Lian had just mentioned.

Qi Meng looked at the escorts with a smile:
"How long has that thing been stored in your escort agency? I'll give you one thousand taels of silver as a token of my friendship with the Lin family. How about that?"

Several young bodyguards sitting on the bench had long disliked Qi Meng and his group. Now they could no longer contain themselves. One of them jumped up with a strange cry and punched Qi Meng in the face with his left hand.

"Where did you get this idea? You're so desperate! You don't even take a piss and look at yourself. How dare you mess with the Tai Sui God!"

As he spoke, he hit Qi Meng in the face. Qi Meng glanced at him and shook his head helplessly. He just turned his left hand up and placed it on the escort's palm. With a little force, his fingers clamped the escort's wrist like a pair of steel pliers. The escort let out a miserable scream.

Qi Meng smiled coldly and gave a strong push. The escort leader was like a drunk, unable to stand and fell heavily on the street.

Qi Meng turned and looked at Lin Zhennan, and said word by word:

"Where are the paint for the statue of Dalang, the bricks and stones for the shrine, and the branches of the Ruomu tree?"

The other escorts sitting on the bench jumped up and rushed over cursing.

Shen Lian hurried forward to protect him, and Qi Meng calmly raised his musket and pulled the trigger at his head.

After a loud explosion, most of the roof of the living room of the Fuwei Escort Agency was blown off, and holes in the sunlight shone on everyone's faces.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene and dared not move.

Seeing his men saying they were being beaten, Lin Zhennan roared and was about to step forward to attack. However, before he could draw his sword, Qi Meng's left elbow slammed down hard, hitting the back of Lin Zhennan's neck.

With a loud bang, Lin Zhennan knocked over the table and fell down with it, his legs up in the air.

The escort officer quickly helped the escort leader up. Escort leader Lin struggled and said:

"My friend, I know you are a skilled warrior."

As he spoke, he glanced at the musket in Qi Meng's hand. "It's just that we have no past or present grudges. Why are you so aggressive and come to humiliate the Fuwei Escort Agency? I, Lin Zhennan, am a well-known figure in Fuzhou. Everyday guests from all over the country have to show some respect. I wonder how I have offended you today. Please tell me clearly."

Qi Meng looked around and found that all the escorts in the room had been knocked to the ground by him. He laughed loudly:
"I said, you came to take my things today, not to hurt anyone,"

Lin Zhennan looked terrified: "I have never heard of those three things you just mentioned."

"Captain Lin wants to put on a show again?"

Qi Meng looked back at the two of them. Zhu Youjian didn't care at all, while Shen Lian was about to come up and chop someone with a knife.

Lin Zhennan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, leaned close to Qi Meng's ear, and asked in a low voice:

"Could it be that you guys are here for the sword manual?"

Qi Meng shook his head and waved his hands: "The Manual of Exorcism Sword should be left to the descendants of the Lin family. Wasn't what I just said clear enough? The Dalang God statue is made of paint, the drum is piled with bricks and stones for the shrine, and the Ruomu tree branches are used."

Lin Zhennan shook his head: "No, I haven't heard of it."

Shen Lian couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he stepped forward, grabbed the slick escort leader, and led him to the door, pointing to the still smoking west street:
"A lot of people died on West Street today. It was all our fault."

Qi Meng took a black cloth bag from the saddle.

Lin Zhennan suddenly shouted, "You three want to rob the Fuwei Escort Agency and become famous in the martial arts world!"

Qi Meng shook his head: "We are not from the underworld, so why should we become famous?"

Lin Zhen was silent.

He had traveled a lot and had seen many storms, but he had never seen such a villain who did not play by the rules. He just fought indiscriminately without asking for money or making a name for himself.

"This is····"

Qi Meng threw Huang Tianxing's brain onto the counter. Lin Biaotou took a look at it, his face suddenly changed, and the veins in his hands bulged.

"Can you give me the stuff now?"

Lin Zhennan hadn't recovered from Huang Tianxing's death. He stared blankly for a long time before finally asking, "Did you kill it?"

Qi Meng chuckled: "If it's not me, could it be you?"

"Now, let's talk about what I want. Where is it?"

Lin Zhennan nodded repeatedly.

"They are all in the escort office. They are all in the escort office. Please wait a moment. I will get them for you right away. I will get them for you right away."

(End of this chapter)